Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 203 Auspicious Cloud Wedding Dress 12
The work of an assistant to the president may seem easy, but it is actually tiring.Xu Yinghan's schedule is not full today, but she hasn't sat in her chair for more than half an hour.

More importantly, she has no inspiration for a design competition at all.Today's cumulative income is zero, no, negative one hundred.

After getting off the bus and returning home, Lingyao took off her tiring high heels and frowned as soon as she entered the door: "Dad?!"

"Yao Yao is back?" Father Lin walked out of the living room and said, "I stewed ribs for you today. Go wash your hands quickly and get ready for dinner."

"Pork ribs?" Lingyao put on her slippers and walked to the kitchen. There was indeed a small pot of ribs on the chopping board, but...it was raw.

"Dad, do you want to taste my cooking?" Lingyao was stunned in the middle of her smile. When she entered the door, she didn't smell the smell of stewed pork ribs, but a pungent smell.

Lingyao was wondering if her home was spray-painted just now, but just now she suddenly realized...it was gas!

Lingyao hurriedly opened the cabinet where the gas tank was removed, and sure enough, a more pungent and stronger smell of gas gushed out all of a sudden.Frowning, she quickly screwed on the valve of the gas tank and opened the kitchen window.

"What's the matter, Yaoyao?" Papa Lin asked anxiously.

"Dad, when did you come back? How long has the gas been on?" Ling Yao asked anxiously.

Father Lin was a little confused. He looked at the basin of raw ribs and muttered to himself: "How is that possible? I remember I stewed the ribs and turned off the gas!"

"No, Dad, your memory is messed up. This is serious. You have to go to the hospital with me quickly." She said, carrying her bag, and suddenly remembered something, and opened all the windows in the room and the kitchen. exhaust fan.

She was a little helpless and a little angry: "Dad, you must remember to turn off the gas, how dangerous it is!"

"Oh, I remembered!" Dad Lin suddenly patted his thigh, "I bought the ribs in the morning, and I thought I'd stew them for you in the afternoon. Who knew that Lao Li insisted on dragging me to play chess, and I did half of the work. Just forget about it!"

Lingyao sighed: "Uncle Li doesn't need to cook by himself, Aunt Li does, how about you?"

She put on the shoes she just took off and said, "The house needs to be ventilated, let's go out to eat."

"No, I've soaked the pork ribs in cooking wine and ginger slices, and marinating them for half a day will definitely taste better. I'll stew them in a pressure cooker for you in a while, and it will be ready in half an hour."

Dad Lin said, and was about to go to the kitchen again, Lingyao quickly grabbed him: "Dad, let's eat pork ribs tomorrow, the main reason is that the house smells like gas, so it's not good to stay here for a long time."

She couldn't help but help Dad Lin get his coat: "Let's go, Dad, let's go eat stew in an iron pot."

She blinked her eyes playfully, but Lin's father smiled: "You still remember my good bite! Let's go, put the ribs in the refrigerator, and eat tomorrow!"

The father and daughter decided to go out for dinner. She didn't have a driver's license, so it was naturally Dad Lin who drove.

"Yaoyao, how are you doing at the company today?" Papa Lin asked while driving.

"It's good!" She replied subconsciously, "With Mr. Xu here, others won't say much. Now Mr. Xu has given me a competition project, and I plan to do it well so that I can prove myself and let them They are all convinced.”

"Okay, Dad supports you!" Dad Lin said with a smile, parked the car, and entered a Northeastern restaurant.

Dad Lin likes Northeast cuisine. As an authentic southerner, he traveled to the north when he was a long-distance bus driver, and once he ate Northeast cuisine, he will never forget it.

As long as I have time in the future, I will definitely come to eat a few bites.

Lingyao spent most of her time abroad and traveled around with her mentor. She didn't care too much about food. She ate whatever her father liked.

It's just that she didn't expect to meet Tian Jingjing in such a down-to-earth restaurant.

The first impression Tian Jingjing gave her was that she was a fashionista. She also guessed Tian Jingjing's family background. It should be no ordinary family that could raise such a capable and fashionable daughter.

But... how could Tian Jingjing come to such a common people's restaurant?
"Please find me a corner seat and try to be as quiet as possible." Ling Yao said to the waiter.

On such an occasion, it is better not to meet each other, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble at that time.

"Okay, please follow me." The waiter said, leading them to a remote corner.

Lingyao minimized her sense of presence as much as possible, seeing that Tian Jingjing, who was dressed in a big name, was out of place here, carrying a lot of packed meals, and left quickly on high heels.

It seems that he is afraid of being seen by others.

Tian Jingjing took the packaged meals out of the restaurant, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, looked around to make sure there was no acquaintance, and then got into the car.

As soon as I fastened my seat belt, the phone rang, and the note was "Mom".

Tian Jingjing frowned impatiently, but still connected the phone.

"Why don't you come back? Your brother wants to eat the Northeast cuisine on Nan'an Street. Have you bought it yet? He has to study at night and will pass the college entrance examination in less than a month. Why are you so careless as a sister?!"

She didn't say a word, and silently endured the anger from her mother, and finally said very temperlessly: "I'll be home soon."

After speaking, he quickly started the car, stepped on the accelerator heavily, and sped away.

But she didn't know that after she left, the person in the other car showed a conspiratorial smile.

Lingyao didn't know anything about these things outside. She was enjoying the warm moments with her father.

The next day, Lin Yao went to work smoothly. She was neither late nor stopped by the receptionist downstairs.When Xu Yinghan arrived, she was already drawing a manuscript on her desk.

"President Xu." Seeing Xu Yinghan, Lingyao got up subconsciously and said hello.

"Yes." He responded simply, then opened the door and entered the office.

Like an iceberg.

Assistant Qin sent Ling Yao the CEO's itinerary for today. Lin Yao carefully recorded it, looked at what happened this morning, and prepared the corresponding materials. After everything was ready, she began to think hard and draw her own manuscript.

When designing, she not only considers the beauty of the appearance, but also considers the material. Sometimes the appropriate material will bring unexpected effects, such as the elegance with fairy air, which cannot be achieved by ordinary fabrics.

But I don’t know why. It may be that this competition is of great importance, or it may be Lingyao’s first time to participate in such a world-level competition, so she is inevitably a little nervous. The previous inspirations did not feel good.

The trash can was almost full of discarded manuscripts, so Lingyao piled the discarded manuscripts aside.

She was so engrossed that she didn't see Xu Yinghan leave the office.

He stood in front of her desk for a long time, but her lowered eyebrows were always on the paper, and she never even looked at him.

(End of this chapter)